From the oven, I pulled out a peach cobbler that bubbled and popped beautifully. Outside, Spring had come calling to resurrect what Winter had lulled to sleep. The trees and shrubs were a lovely green and almost in full growth.
I took off my apron and watched two birds flittering outside the window, communicating in their unique way. This was a few years ago but I remember it all so clearly.
I shoul…